Luka the Ferret

A real human being (as opposed to a fake one, and there are many! Luka knows) gives his reasons for defending the truth:

Deer In The Headlights

Searching for the truth is
ugly, frightening and dangerous
— and the only worthwhile choice

By John Kaminski
skylax@comcast.net

4-26-05

Maybe I’m already sufficiently hunkered down; safely ensconced in my leaky trailer; barricaded against the onslaughts to come; insulated from the contrived catastrophes that get worse with each new assault; prepared for the biological barrage our masters have scheduled for us to cull this feckless human herd and make their sinister existences even more profitable; as fortified as I can be against the imminent financial collapse about to engulf us all, at least for someone who earns his meager coins by hurling reckless adjectives at all these endless crimes against humanity.

After all, they haven’t come for me yet. But will they come next week?

Oh, I am so prudent. I remove the magnetic antiwar sticker from my trunk in certain rural parking lots so the rednecks won’t trash my car. Mmm, such courage. And sagacity. And always the darting eyes of man hazardously at large in an alien world. Who the hell are all these people, and why are practically all of them fast asleep?

Never have I heard so much talk as over the past few years about people wanting to escape from warmongering America. I get postcards from Costa Rica, cryptic e-mails from Thailand, letters about how nice it is in Denmark or Portugal or Brazil, all from people who have shucked that furtive sense of panic that still grips many people with actually functioning souls who remain uneasily in their decaying United States.

Once I wrote that we shouldn’t run off to foreign places, that the best of us should stay and fight for what is truly ours. But who can blame those of us who are intimidated by the widespread lack of support for values and actions that are truly humane. What’s the score now? About six people in the entire Congress who are apt to tell the unvarnished truth about anything? And not a single newspaper.

To not be afraid is to be stupid.

I have already received several notes from people who journeyed to Oklahoma City recently especially to see me. I had volunteered to go and participate in the group analysis of a previous disaster, now several incidents removed from the current affront to all things decent and holy, which is of course the continuing massacre of innocents in a faraway country whose oil America wishes to steal.

Some of you may remember that I canceled my appearance, essentially because of three things: extreme poverty; disenchantment with the overly respectful (and hence, IMHO, futile) way the organizers of the event planned to discuss this clear case of mass murder of American citizens by the American government. And, of course, fear of flying. I love to fly. But I wish to avoid having my orifices scrutinized by minimum wage Homeland Security goons.

More to the point in my recent field of vision were the hundreds of letters that have recently blessed me with tokens of appreciation for my efforts at describing how so-called humans can be so inhuman. We’re talking cold hard cash here, folks, and book orders. In between my scribbled rants that often show up in the most unexpected places, I eke out an austere living by selling my books, in which I have collected these very rants. I am always uneasy about asking for support, and always humbled by the sincere ways in which many people respond.

People (them again) always ask me, “How can you read all those horrible stories day after day and not be affected by them; how can you keep from slitting your wrists?” or something along those lines. It’s a question I don’t usually answer.

But when I try to, I think of that series of photos taken at a checkpoint in Iraq in which triggerhappy U.S. troops shot first and asked questions later, later to find six terrified and bleeding children in the car that rolled to a stop. I think of that little bleeding girl screaming over her butchered parents, and U.S. soldiers wearing masks to hide their identities from the photographer. That little girl is my boss. And the rage I feel at the people who put her in that position, I’m telling you, is simply more than you want to hear. Why do I do what I do, and how can I stand what I have to look at? I work for that little girl, and if you don’t too, then you have a problem with me.

Because if you don’t work for her, that means you’re an accomplice to mass murder (which as Americans, we all are), and that means I’m going to seriously kick your ass if I get the chance, although as you have rightly guessed by now, it will only be verbally and from a distance.

Likewise, I work for the souls of those kids in that Murrah building daycare center so righteously snuffed out by all those federal employees who were warned not to go to work that day. Which is why I got somewhat upset by the relatively inferential (as opposed to confrontational) intent of the organizers who had chronicled the irrefutable evidence that the OKC attack on humanity was not about a renegade pseudopatriot with a truck bomb, but about a government conducting an experiment on its population’s social alienation from reality. Which spectacularly continues, meaning the experiment was a success. […]

If you don’t know who is the little girl who is Kaminski’s boss, go here and scroll to the pictures of the first article: “Shooting in Tal Afar“.

Someone told Luka that she ought to read this book where earth shattering secret messages were encoded on paintings. But a rebel as she is, she decided to make a web search first, and no later than sooner she found a more interesting interpretation of said messages.

Laura Knight Jadczyk writes:

The True Identity of Fulcanelli and The Da Vinci Code

[…] Many individuals have made much of the fact that this painting is supposed to depict Jesus dining with his “wife,” Mary Magdalene next to him. I certainly agree that the figure next to Jesus is obviously a woman, but is it Mary Magdalene? Or is it someone else? And is the clue meant to point to something else, something that was known then, and we only have the clues in the Stars, in myth and legend, and in a Cathedral in Auch?

Much has been made of the two “anomalous hands” in the painting by Leonardo da Vinci. One of these hands is found making a “cutting motion” at the throat of the woman seated next to Jesus. The other hand emerges holding a knife just behind the man seated to the woman’s right. If you use the hand with the knife, the hand making the cutting motion, the right hand of Jesus, his forehead, and the palm of his left hand as “points,” you have exactly the tracing of the constellation of Cassiopeia MIRRORED.

Cassiopeia is a beautiful constellation at the end of the Milky Way Galaxy and is associated with what is known as the Perseus Constellation Family. It is in the zodiacal sign of the Ram wherein one finds the stars Shedir, “The Breast,” (the star on the forehead of Jesus), Ruckbah, (knee) “The Enthroned,” (the star on the hand making the cutting motion at the throat of the woman next to Jesus), and Dat al-Cursa, “The Seated.” The Chinese called Cassiopeia Ko Taou, or a “doorway.” Some saw this constellation in the shape of a key.

The Arabic names of the main stars of Cassiopeia give some clues to the esoteric meaning of the constellation, among them being “breast,”(schedir-seder?) “hand,” “hump of the camel,” “knee,” and “elbow,” all of which are esoteric symbols found in many arcane works. The Arabs called the entire constellation the seder tree. Earlier Arabs thought that this constellation was “the large hand stained with henna,” the brightest stars being the fingertips.

It is quite in keeping with Da Vinci to have used “hands” to show a “hand.” What a marvelous construction of the Green Language, indeed!

Hanging nearly overhead in November’s mid-evening sky is the W-shaped constellation we know as Cassiopeia… Observers who face north will see the star called “Caph,” meaning the palm of a hand, on the left end of Cassiopeia’s upside-down “W.”

Interesting that there is the “palm of the hand” and the “palm branch,” located at the upturned palm of Jesus? Also strange that Cassiopeia is referred to as being an “upside down W rather than the more obvious M - an attempt to “hide” the relationship? […]

Intriguing; Luka ponders…

Luka is curious and eager to know what all this mess in the world of humans is about. Let’s see what she can find out.

Humans and ferrets alike are somehow concerned that the sky will fall on their heads (it may!).

From Signs of the Times:

‘Fireball’ In The Sky Thrills And Scares People Across Region

By KARIN CROMPTON
Day Staff Writer, Lyme/Old Lyme
& JOE WOJTAS
& PATRICIA DADDONA
4/25/2005
As daylight was fading over the marsh behind Rick and Kim Swan’s house in Old Saybrook Sunday night, a group of about 22 parents and children were setting up in the Swans’ back yard and on the deck to check out the full moon, Jupiter and Saturn.

The “moon and star party” was part of a lesson on the solar system for the home-schoolers, who were both making and setting up telescopes. At about 7:45 p.m., the sky had not yet darkened enough for their observation — but they got a startling, and impressive, bonus.

A ball of flame rocketed across the twilight sky, racing east to west before vanishing somewhere over Long Island Sound.

“It was huge,” Kim Swan said. “It was really large, and it was white and yellow with green around the edges. It was really beautiful.”

People from throughout the region, and as far away as Maine, began calling police and fire departments Sunday night with reports of a multicolored object traveling from east to west at high speed. The Coast Guard put out an alert to look for an airplane that had possibly crashed near the Thimble Islands in Branford while police and firefighters were dispatched to reports that airplanes had crashed at Rocky Neck State Park in East Lyme and South Windham.

The Old Saybrook amateur astronomers, as space aficionados like to say, were not alone.

People called local fire and police stations to report a plane and flashes of green or orange flames in the sky, said John Mincey, a petty officer with the U.S. Coast Guard’s Long Island Sound office.

What everyone saw at about the same time, however, was neither a UFO, a plane in the throes of crashing, or an errant satellite.

What they saw were meteors, possibly from the Lyrid meteor shower, which was scheduled to be visible to the naked eye between April 20 and April 25.

It took about an hour for local emergency officials, town leaders, air tower operators at the region’s airports, and state and federal emergency crews to figure that out. Although callers never reported a plane being down, emergency officials could not immediately rule out that possibility, said John Harland, a U.S. Coast Guard duty officer at the Long Island Sound office.

Eventually, at the Federal Aviation Administration’s New England division, experts checked with Tweed and Groton-New London airports and metropolitan airports along the seaboard, and determined that no aircraft was unaccounted for , said Holly Baker, an FAA spokeswoman. […]

At the Long Island Sound office, Mincey and Harland likewise heard no reports of distress from callers. Within the hour, one of the Coast Guard’s own vessels confirmed what emergency workers were only too happy to hear: the debris lighting up the night sky belonged to the tails of meteors.

Mystic Seaport Planetarium supervisor Donald Treworgy said the eyewitness reports indicate that what people saw was a meteor.

“A fireball is the term that people often use to describe an exceptionally bright meteor,” he said. “It could be a piece of space junk but the military keeps close tabs on those types of things.”

He said the color of the meteor depends on what it is made of and said they sometimes leave a trail. […]

Luka hears that, sadly, humans have been dying by the thousands lately, and would like to know why?

Civilian death toll in Iraq exceeds 100,000

13:05 29 October 2004
NewScientist.com news service
Shaoni Bhattacharya

The invasion of Iraq in March 2003 by coalition forces has lead to the death of at least 100,000 civilians, reveals the first scientific study to examine the issue.

The majority of these deaths, which are in addition those normally expected from natural causes, illness and accidents, have been among women and children, finds the study, released early by The Lancet on Thursday.

The most common cause of death is as a direct result of violence, mostly caused by coalition air strikes, reveals the study of almost 1000 households scattered across Iraq. And the risk of violent death just after the invasion was 58 times greater than before the war. The overall risk of death was 1.5 times more after the invasion than before.

The figure of 100,000 – estimated by extrapolating the surveyed households’ death toll to the whole population - is based on “conservative assumptions”, notes Les Roberts at Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health, Baltimore, US, who led the study.

That estimate excludes Falluja, a hotspot for violence. If the data from this town is included, the study points to about 200,000 excess deaths since the outbreak of war. […]

Luka cries.